Firestone Hot Springs dark vacay

set for the 19th, this was gonna be for Ariadne BUT YK-

It had taken a few days of hard trekking to cross the Sunspires. Taqtara, more used to mountains than her sister, had led the way and soon the pair were crossing the river that fed Raventhorpe to the north. They had not spoken about the events prior and, in truth, Ulloriaq had avoided conversing on the topic entirely for fear of what it meant.

By the time they reached the hotsprings, the ravenwoman begged them to pause atop a small rise to catch her breath.

"There is Moonglow in the distance," she raised a paw in the direction of the spine. "Moonwoman lives there, and beyond that is Moonspear." Her attention turned to the east with a smile. "And that," the glacier was as beautiful as it had always been, "is Morningsong."

While her sister set out to hunt, Tulugak remained admiring the view for a while longer.

a hill sloped gently down peppered with rocks and at its top they stood talking loud words which made the ears of sunbathing tk at its base prick up straight in surprise then fast fear and panic and confusion? and fear again so strong it rooted runnerdog to the ground head neck belly tail all flat like old-gum-on-pavement stuck. 

heart beating bam bam bam as confusion? came back because words spoken up above were strange weird familiar and it made side of skull beat just as loud trying to rememberthink.

one left eventually but from small noises up tk could tell other was still there and now something wanted herhim to rise but it wasn't racethinking of escape it was question.

rodyn rodyn rodyn and kktx and ksma and and rick? and some other funny names were in forefront of mind as stiff-legged tk crawled the soft hill until headearssnout poked over curve of it to look at -- gasp -- whitewolfbeastthing. there. menacing.

instead of greeting, tk let out a long sad apologetic whine.

Slowly, Tulugak had gotten used to the presence of her sister. After a long time apart, it had been difficult to know each other again. Then there was the elephant in the room. She was almost certain Taqtara had given up her murderous intent, though she could never quite be sure. There had been plentiful opportunities in the mountains, she told herself - if the glacierwoman wished to end her life she would have done it by now.

The thought made her chuckle until movement caught her eye. 

A wolf? No, its nose was unfathomably long and its ears - were they ears? - were wrinkled and flattened oddly. Her brow raised in further confusion as it let out a pitiful whine. What did it want? 

"Are you hungry, long-one?" tail thumping slowly against the dirt, she tossed a strip of dried deer meet towards the floating head in hopes of luring it out of hiding so she may see more of this curious creature.